Klingender Adventskalender - 13

Only the candles burn

The year is slowly coming to an end -

with the smell of cookies and a Christmas tree.

The guns are silent, just a dream.

We are probably too cowardly for peace.

We celebrate like every year -

whether people are starving, fleeing, dying.

We donate our money and think of the roast:

"Will he be able to succeed?"

Christmas means two faces these days.

We pretend we're angels

but we are actually looking the other way.

Are we too cowardly to help the world or just too lazy?

Only the candles burn, not our hearts?

I pray: let the many words be followed by deeds.

We stand by each other, hold hands.

Reflect on what seems important.

Thinking of the many in deepest loneliness

and paint a big "peace" on the wall.

We remember the child in the stable

to the parents who were desperately looking for help,

and when there's a knock on our door today,

we rudely point the way and remain silent.

Christmas means two faces these days.

We pretend we're angels

but we are actually looking the other way.

Are we too cowardly to help the world or just too lazy?

Only the candles burn, not our hearts?

I pray: let the many words be followed by deeds.

How beautiful is the Christmas season -

with the smell of cookies and a Christmas tree.

Solidarity seems only a distant dream

it is probably too far to genuine charity.

Christmas means two faces these days.

We pretend we're angels

but we are actually looking the other way.

Are we too cowardly to help the world or just too lazy?

Only the candles burn, not our hearts.

I pray: let the many words be followed by deeds.

(Lyrics & Music by Gert Holle / Ulfa 7.11.2022)

 Kapitel 13: Der Novembär – Teil 1

Der kleine Dezembär findet den Novembär in einer Höhle. Der Novembär hat graues Fell und eine warme, beruhigende Stimme. 

Kleiner Dezembär: „Hallo, Novembär! Der Oktobär hat gesagt, dass du mir mehr über das Weihnachtsfest erzählen kannst.“
Novembär: „Das kann ich. Es ist eine besondere Geschichte, die von einer besonderen Nacht handelt. Als Maria und Josef in dem Stall ankamen, brachte Maria ihr Kind zur Welt.“
Kleiner Dezembär: „Das Baby, das sie erwartete? Es wurde dort geboren?“
Novembär: „Ja, und sie legten es in eine Krippe, weil es keine Wiege gab. Es war ein einfaches, friedliches Bild: das Kind in der Krippe, Maria und Josef daneben, und die Tiere des Stalls, die still zusahen.“
Kleiner Dezembär: „Das klingt schön. Aber was passierte dann?“
Novembär: „Das erfährst du morgen, kleiner Dezembär. Die Nacht hatte noch viele Überraschungen!“
Kleiner Dezembär: „Ich bin gespannt. Danke, Novembär!“

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Autor: Gert Holle - 12.12.2025 / Kalender erstellt mit Chat GPT 4o und canva.com